Jeezy - My Hood lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Jeezy - My Hood lyrics]
Every time I do it I do it for my hood
And every time I do it I do it for yo hood
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
It's understood I do it for the hood
The streets love Jeezy and I love 'em back
If I still had work I'd front ya a sack
It's all gravy still reaching wit my words
And make 'em feel good like
The first and the third
Take you back when I was
Sixteen wit a bankroll
Posted on a corner like a light pole
They used to call us track stars
Before they even stopped we ran to dem cars
And everybody on the block
Got the same agenda
Hustle from the beginning of January
Til the end of December
Wasn't smokin purple then it was
More like bobby brown
On that hen dog straight got
A nigga drinking brown (7
11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk
Shit get my drink and let 'em go
Even when I'm on the road
The gangstas stay in touch
Why the fuck you think they love me so much?
(Ha ha)
I'm talking bout summertime cookouts
And wintertime flights
It ain't nothing we hearing shots all night
Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run
White boys jump out pointing wit they guns
(5-0, 5-0)
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn't find my sack
Real recognize real I suppose
I guess that's why the gangstas
Be at all my shows
Got the deal nothing changed but my clothes
Still catch me in the 'jects
Fuckin wit them hoes (projects)
Like coo-coo cal
Lord I wish mad Lou could see me now
Wish Gold Mouth was home, Mel Man was free
A lot of niggas crossing over dog no not me
Closest I ever been to commercial
When I watch TV and everybody know I rep
These streets faithfully
Ford Taurus pull up everybody run
White boys jump out pointing wit they guns
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn't find my sack
And every time I do it I do it for yo hood
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
It's understood I do it for the hood
The streets love Jeezy and I love 'em back
If I still had work I'd front ya a sack
It's all gravy still reaching wit my words
And make 'em feel good like
The first and the third
Take you back when I was
Sixteen wit a bankroll
Posted on a corner like a light pole
They used to call us track stars
Before they even stopped we ran to dem cars
And everybody on the block
Got the same agenda
Hustle from the beginning of January
Til the end of December
Wasn't smokin purple then it was
More like bobby brown
On that hen dog straight got
A nigga drinking brown (7
11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk
Shit get my drink and let 'em go
Even when I'm on the road
The gangstas stay in touch
Why the fuck you think they love me so much?
(Ha ha)
I'm talking bout summertime cookouts
And wintertime flights
It ain't nothing we hearing shots all night
Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run
White boys jump out pointing wit they guns
(5-0, 5-0)
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn't find my sack
Real recognize real I suppose
I guess that's why the gangstas
Be at all my shows
Got the deal nothing changed but my clothes
Still catch me in the 'jects
Fuckin wit them hoes (projects)
Like coo-coo cal
Lord I wish mad Lou could see me now
Wish Gold Mouth was home, Mel Man was free
A lot of niggas crossing over dog no not me
Closest I ever been to commercial
When I watch TV and everybody know I rep
These streets faithfully
Ford Taurus pull up everybody run
White boys jump out pointing wit they guns
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn't find my sack